Opening Page To New Novel On World War 1
The rain stopped
the sun was gone
Mercy was in
short supply
Smoke hung over
the battlefield
A bugler in the mud
with his cry
Bodies were being
carted off
New songs were written
to the dead
Just another day in
World War 1
That started and ended
in dread
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2014)
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